Reflection
In the midst of this strangely warm epiphany season, we’ve had some days of incredible light. I’m used to the kind of Spokane winters that make me fear if I don’t see a sliver of sky soon, I will come undone. Not this year. And yet . . .
And yet.
My heart cries out not from a place of light, but from a place where-as William Stafford writes-”the darkness around us is deep.” (more…)